Editing Rapid Fire King:Volume1 Chapter 1 (section)

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A train station existed there.

The flat station acted as the midpoint of a few different lines. The cherry trees outside the north entrance were starting to shed their blossoms, continuing along that way would lead to an American military base, and the roar of airplanes could be heard from time to time.

Heading out the south entrance led to a residential area, so there was no real scenery there. There was only a shopping district.

The cherry blossoms of the north entrance’s park blew in to the platform where a sign could be seen saying JR Haijima. This was the midway station for the Oume line to the west of Tokyo.

JR Haijima Station had four combined platforms. Starting from the south entrance, the first platform was for the Itsukaichi Line, the second and third were for the Oume Line going in both directions, the fourth and fifth were for the Hachikou Line where diesel trains would come to a stop, and the sixth and seventh were for the Seibu Line that went to Shinjuku.

The timetables showed all of the lines were a 10 to 15 minute wait and the Hachikou was an hour wait.

Most of the passengers – especially the students – would wait for their train outside the station once evening fell.

Instead of the north entrance with the cherry trees, they would head out the south entrance which led to the shopping district.

Once leaving that entrance, there was a small asphalt area that could fit six taxis and beyond that was a two-lane road extending east to west through the shopping district.

Turning right, which meant west, would take you around a turn before arriving at National Route 16. Turning left, which meant east, would take you toward Tachikawa.

This was a small road squeezed within the shopping district, but a lot of cars used it as a shortcut.

Heading west along that small road led to a lot of pachinko parlors and old restaurants. There was a CD shop around the corner.

Heading east led to a cram school, a bookstore, and a bank.

And there was a small white building just two buildings east of the station.

It was an arcade.

Its exterior looked new and bright, there was a café to the left, and there was a bookstore to the right. The interior seen through the automatic glass door also looked bright.

It was a bright white arcade.

On that April evening, the spring breeze was starting to cool to a night breeze. The sky was growing dark and all the shopping district’s buildings had their lights on. The old shops, the new shops, the open shops, the closed shops, and the arcade all had the same color of light.

Evening was passing and night was falling while the cherry blossoms blew in on the night breeze.

There were customers inside the arcade.

They were primarily boys in school uniforms.

It had only been two weeks since spring break ended.

The generation of students visiting the small two-story arcade had swapped out, so the first years were taking a look around and the third years were strutting about now that they were at the top.

And at the moment, a boy with headphones on and a sports bag over his shoulder was standing in front of the arcade.